Veronica looked down at the kids. "Well, I've enjoyed watching them. You know Johnny starts kindergarten soon, though. I'm going to try to get back into the business field with my free time. I'm not going to be able to watch Ian full-time."
"I'm so happy for you! We'll figure out what to do when the time comes!" Eva said. "I have to run, the work of a Local Representative is never done!" Looking at her babies, she blew kisses, "Have a good day! Mommy will see you later!"
Eva smiled. "I sure am. Babysitter's on her way over. Let me go get ready!"
"I can't wait," Nathaniel said excitedly.
"Plans changed!" she snapped back.
"You can't do that! I was told it was going to be a tasteful documentary about my Dad's rise to fame. They turned it into a expose that makes him look like a sex addict!"
Farrah shrugged. "It's well-documented Melvin Wolff had affairs. What? Are you worried Eva's going to start worrying about you?" she asked snidely.
"Unbelievable!" he vented, throwing his hands up in the air before turning back to her. "This film is never going to see the light of day!" he threatened.
Again Farrah just shrugged, "Sorry, honey, you have zero creative control! You're just the help!"
Nathaniel wheeled back in surprise. "Just the..." he sputtered in outrage. "I signed a contract saying..."
Farrah interrupted, smirking, "...that you have waive any and all decisions to the producers. Oh, and, you agreed to perform in three other pictures if the studio wants you."
"Three?" he echoed, "I shouldn't have trusted you."
"No, you should've read the contract. First rule of business - make sure you know what you're signing," she taunted before walking away.
Nathaniel heard the muffled steps of her heels as she strolled from the room and felt his stomach pitch. He had to read that contract!